Marco draws me away back to the pony and cart, the other guests waiting to go back. “I hope you found everything to your satisfaction?” he sits and I smile and nod in answer. xxvideo The waiter approaches, a thickset man with a strong accent but passable English who has certainly never won any prizes for being handsome. “Are you ready for me, amore mio?” I ask, already knowing the answer but wanting her to tell me herself. He told me I wasn’t taking pride in my appearance, but he was the one who told me not to wear makeup and how I should dress. I nod, not wanting to engage with a stranger, but he persists, moving his chair closer, turning it so the back is to me and straddles it.




















